Soul Fighting Again

Arriving at Spirit Academy.

The Soul Fighting Arena was as crowded with students as ever.

Han Xing walked up to the teacher in charge of registration and handed over his student identification.

"It's you?"

The teacher showed surprise upon seeing him.

"You remember me?" Han Xing was very surprised.

"I know exactly how many students are in the academy," the teacher said proudly.

"You've been at Spirit Academy for a while now, level twenty-nine Soul Power, and you've only participated in one match. How could I forget?"

"Seeing as you haven't been here for some time, have you spent some time improving yourself and plan to gain experience in the Soul Fighting Arena again?" the teacher asked.

"Yes," Han Xing nodded. "I want to participate in Soul Master level duels."

"However, I just returned to the academy today and haven't had time to advance my studies yet."

"You broke through?" The teacher squinted and stared at Han Xing for a long time before showing a look of affirmation.

"Level thirty-three. I have indeed broken through."

"But the pressure of fighting between Soul Masters is much greater than for Great Soul Masters. Are you sure you want to participate now?"

"I'm sure," Han Xing said firmly.

"Alright, in that case, I'll register your name."

The teacher handed him a token. "Number eighteen. Go wait. Someone will call you when it's your turn."

Han Xing took the token and walked towards the Soul Fighting Arena.

Watching Han Xing's retreating back, the teacher remained silent for a long time.

Only after he had completely disappeared did he shake his head and mutter.

"I thought he couldn't handle the pressure of the Spirit Academy's Soul Fighting Arena, which is why he hadn't competed again."

"But I never expected that he didn't compete because he felt the arena lacked pressure..."

"It seems the academy will have another monster this time. A Soul Master at eleven years old, tsk tsk tsk."

"I wonder how the other students will cope."

The teacher sighed for a long time until other students came to register, and he refocused on his work.

Han Xing, on the other hand, was unaware that the teacher had previously mistaken him for someone who couldn't handle the pressure.

Arriving at the Soul Master Soul Fighting Arena, he looked at the battles between the students on stage, finally showing some interest in his eyes.

He watched two matches.

He discovered that the students participating were basically level thirty-five and above, with most of them being between thirty-seven and thirty-nine.

"As expected, I came at the right time," Han Xing's eyes showed excitement.

"Fighting against a high-level Soul Master as a beginner Soul Master, I shouldn't be unable to display my strength anymore."

Each realm of a Soul Master could be divided into three stages.

Beginner three levels, intermediate three levels, and advanced three levels.

Han Xing was currently level thirty-three, which was beginner Soul Master.

And most of the students participating in duels at Spirit Academy now were in the advanced Soul Master realm.

Even the weakest advanced Soul Master was at least four levels higher than Han Xing.

While he was contemplating, the referee on stage quickly called out number eighteen.

Hearing his name called, Han Xing quickly got up and walked onto the stage.

His opponent in this match was a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Noticing Han Xing's appearance, the young man couldn't help but show a look of disdain.

"Zhao Kuo, level thirty-eight defensive type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Giant Rock Turtle."

"You can break through to Soul Master at such a young age. Even I have to admit you're a genius."

"But now, the Soul Fighting Arena is not a place for you."

Upon hearing this, Han Xing first activated his Martial Soul, and then slowly spoke.

"Han Xing, level thirty-three offensive type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Three-Legged Golden Crow."

"Is being older something to be proud of?"

"You want to lecture me? But I'm sorry, I don't listen, because you're still lacking."

"You!"

Zhao Kuo's expression turned cold. He made up his mind to teach this kid a lesson.

Seeing the rising tension between the two, the referee immediately announced.

"Let the match begin!"

Right or wrong held no meaning.

The victor would explain everything.

"First Soul Skill! Rock Skin Hardening!"

Zhao Kuo moved first. As his Soul Ring lit up, his entire body turned as hard as rock.

"If you have the guts, break through my defense."

"Today, I'll show you that your flames are useless."

Earth could overcome fire; the more fire roasted it, the harder the earth became.

Thus, Earth-type Soul Masters often possessed high resistance to flames.

"I've never heard such an outrageous request," Han Xing sneered.

"Since you're actively asking me to break your turtle shell, I'll oblige."

Then, the two Soul Rings on Han Xing's body lit up in succession.

"First Soul Skill, Dawn Light Fire Feather!"

"Third Soul Skill, Gilded Sky Wings!"

Behind Han Xing, a pair of broad and magnificent Gilded Sky Wings unfurled, gilded light slowly flowing along the feather patterns.

As the light converged at the base of the wings, ferocious Sun True Fire surged, instantly engulfing the Gilded Sky Wings.

Gilded Fire Wings – this was a new application of a Soul Skill Han Xing had developed during his return to the Spirit Academy.

By layering two Soul Skills, he could further increase the temperature of the fiery trails left by the Gilded Sky Wings.

And the Gilded Sky Wings, in turn, could add an armor-piercing effect to the feathers shot by Dawn Light Fire Feather.

With his Soul Skills activated, Han Xing's figure vanished from his original spot at a speed Zhao Kuo couldn't perceive.

"Where?"

Zhao Kuo's heart leaped, and he immediately realized his opponent was likely no ordinary person.

He looked around, but couldn't sense Han Xing's location at all.

Only when the sound of air being torn apart reached him did Zhao Kuo belatedly react to the enemy's attack.

"Damn it, Third Soul Skill, Mountain Suppressing Rampart!"

Bang!

Zhao Kuo's Third Soul Skill had just been activated when a heavy, dull impact sound rang out.

"That was close. If it were even a second later, I probably would have been hit."

Zhao Kuo stared at the long scratch that appeared on the giant rock turtle shell protecting him, his eyes showing lingering fear.

"What a terrifying attack. If I hadn't activated my Third Soul Skill and just relied on my First Soul Skill to resist, I would have been eliminated already, wouldn't I?"

Zhao Kuo turned his head to look not far away. Following the attack, a golden rainbow landed in mid-air.

Along the rainbow, Han Xing could be seen appearing not far away.

"But now, it's my turn to counterattack!"

"Second Soul Skill, Giant Rock Charge!"

As the second Soul Ring on Zhao Kuo's body lit up, a thick rock barrier condensed around him.

Zhao Kuo, with this arm guard, charged rapidly towards Han Xing.

"A charge-type Soul Skill?"

Han Xing was slightly surprised but didn't panic.

Watching Zhao Kuo charge at him, a smile curved his lips, and he slowed his pace.

When the opponent was almost upon him, he immediately changed direction rapidly, leaving behind only a fiery rainbow trail.

"It's useless. My Second Soul Skill is a lock-on skill," Zhao Kuo said excitedly.

"Once you enter my lock-on range and I activate the skill."

"Unless I stop it myself, you can't escape no matter how much you struggle."